After hearing the words, the flower on the street gazed at the pearl flower again, and gently picked a little radian of if there was nothing in it. "After you said this, it seems that it is only a little similar, not an object. The side princess is a treasure given by the prince. It seems that it is still the object of love at that time, but I don't know where you come from?"

Xueji's eyes flashed. She lifted her hand and pulled out the Jade Bead Flower. She said, "it's just that the LORD came to see my maid a few days ago. I'm sorry that she doesn't have a decent pearl flower on her head. I'd like to give it to the princess if she likes it."

In fact, moshanghua was not wrong. The hairpin was indeed given by Nanhe before. She also listened to moshang flower's words. She only felt that the South crane secretly put herself together and scolded the South crane for thousands of times.

But I don't know that the words of the flowers on the street are all picked up at random. As for whether this is a rare object or a thing of love, how can she know.

The flower on the street raised her hand to pick up the jade pearl flower in Xueji's hand. She looked at it carefully. She could not see any waves in her quiet eyes. She could only see the ups and downs in Xueji's heart.

However, the flower on the street just looked at it casually, and then put the pearl flower again between the temples of Xueji, and said with a smile, "the jade looks so good. It's a pity to match me. It's better for you to wear it."

Xueji felt a sigh of relief in her heart and immediately drew out a smile on her face. "The princess and sister are too modest. Her sister is very beautiful. What she wears is excellent."

No matter the appearance or the words, they all seem to have recovered to the things they had done before when they made friends with strangers a few days ago, as if they had never happened before.

Just then, he saw a little boy turn out from the back of Xueji. After meeting the two people, he said to the street: "princess, your highness thirteen is awake. The Lord asks you whether you want to go and have a look."

The full and ruddy lips of the flowers on the stranger could not help sipping for a while, but did not answer.

Seeing this, the young man said, "the LORD said that his highness thirteen came from a long way, but he was ill when he first came. It's because we didn't take good care of him. You and the Lord are the masters of the palace. Naturally, you should bear the responsibility together. It's right to make good compensation to his highness."

Xueji was listening, and her eyebrows jumped gently. Her heart was like a weight, and she suddenly fell down.

Are you both the master of the palace?

Yan Beicheng can say such words now. It can be seen that he really put the flowers on the tip of his heart. But if the flowers on the street continue to be so powerful, will it not be more destructive to them in the future? Only with this, the flower on the street will be broken and can not be left.

The stranger didn't pay attention to Xueji's expression. The words of the boy were enough to move her. She didn't look for any refusal. She just said, "go and report to the Lord. I'll bring the sour plum soup to the kitchen."

"Yes." The boy bowed and bowed again, and then he retreated.

On the street flower is about to go to the back kitchen to bring sour plum soup, and then listen to behind him is a particularly sour woman's voice rang up, "I can really good luck, just be able to come out to breathe, then saw the princess."

The flower eye on the road crossed a few minutes impatient, but still turned to look at the person behind him.

I didn't think that the person who appeared behind him at this time was actually Pingji, who had been forbidden before. Her swollen cheek has been well, but it seems that she has not been very well during the month of confinement. She seems to have lost a lot of weight, and her eye socket is slightly sunken, showing a lot of bitterness.